I don't even check gas prices. Either I'm paying... or I'm walking.

I keep waiting to be one of those people that settles into their car and becomes so comfortable that it's no longer "cool." It's just your car. I'm not there yet... driving the Bronco? Still f*cking cool to me. I still have a hard time believing this is our car. It's still a dream and I'm still loving it.

Don't get me wrong, I loved our Equinox. Doug Judy was a good bird and did right by us for as long as he could. Sadly though, it just wasn't meant to be. 

Trudy Judy, though? She's got it. And by it, I mean me... and my entire family.

It's been around (but less than) a month since we got Trudy and we're still learning new things. We're still looking at pictures and saving things to add in the future. It's my dream car that somehow became our dream car and that makes me so damn happy. Like... my husband is not only on board with my crazy but is signing off on it and adding to the list? Yes, please.

We've officially put 1,000 miles on Trudy. When we drove her off the lot... she had twenty... five of which I put on during our test drive. We're a traveling family... we like to be together and on the go. Well... when we're not all hibernating and trying to find a way to stay in our house forever. And Trudy makes that happen for us. 

We had a great trip on the last run we made and we can't wait to make a million more. Nothing gets you closer to your family than roadtrips... right?! We sing and dance and point out the randomness around us. We talk shit and eat crap and drink way too much coffee. We walk our pups and wiggle our butts and rate all the gas stations.

It's the little things in life, and I'm fortunate enough to get to do it with my soulmate and our babies.

Here's to 1,000, Trudy. May you have a million more and continue to be the best family ride we could ask for. *Skirt Skirt*